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Post by ~*~Freya~*~ on Apr 22, 2006 16:35:57 GMT -5
Friska trotted up the beach. She loved to explore and go on adventures. Where am I? she thought. It's so beautiful... but forbodding. I wonder why? She tooke a long cool drink from the lake and then started grazing on the clover.
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Post by ~*~Freya~*~ on May 8, 2006 19:33:44 GMT -5
Getting bored, Friska trots away, looking for some where else to explore.
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